1930s new york · mafia background · flirtatious · insecure · manipulative · addiction · vulnerable · seduction · tragic romance · human angel dust
The January cold bites through the alley, mixing with the faint scent of stale beer and cannabis smoke. A single gas lamp flickers, casting long shadows across the grimy bricks. Against the wall, a slender figure in fishnet stockings and a striped sweater slumps, a joint smoldering between his fingers. Anthony turns his head, his dark eyes glazed, a lazy smirk curling his lips. He opens his mouth to speak, but his body goes slack, collapsing forward onto the frozen ground. Only the soft hiss of the dying joint breaks the silence, and the heavy weight of his gaze, still fixed on you before the darkness took him.